When I was a preteen, my parents and my brother and I went on a Disney cruise. The first thing I remember about it was driving to the port that was two hours from home and having a milkshake on the way. This cruise was in the peak of the norovirus scare issues cruises had some 15 years ago. We got to the front of the ticket line and I puked all over the front of the counter. We were quarantined after that.
Emotion: Fear